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2011 EP released on Void Seance limited edition of 10 copies.
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February 20, 2012 (edited)
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http://sittingnow.co.uk/2011/06/19/bbblood-%E2%80%93-%E2%80%9Cdestroy-shatter-stun-intoxicate%E2%80%9D-void-seance/
Many moons ago I did a review of Stuntcock ... vs The Sontaran Experiment (http://sittingnow.co.uk/2009/05/10/stuntcock-vs-the-sontaran-experiment/) where I ejaculated my brain glands all over your greedy faces concerning the finer points of what does and does not constitute noise music. Now while Stuntcock and BBBlood may not sound anything alike to me, they do both operate in the same field of “music”, and both leave the average fan of melodies and such completely aghast. So rather than try and do an intellectual dissection of the fantastically named “Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate”, I am going to imagine some hilarious times and places to listen to this BBBBlood EP for you, dear readers, to try.
1.Through a mobile phone whilst sat on the back seat of a bus, whilst wearing a heavily stained raincoat and bottle top glasses, while staring at people who are much larger and clearly more violent than you.
2.So you pulled some fit male / female and managed to get them back to yours ? Pop on the BBBlood EP and when they pull faces make out that you have no idea what the problem could possibly be. Then when they try to leave throw them in a cellar with the others.
3.At a funeral. Not your own but someones. It would be interesting to make out that it was such and such’s last request that the whole thing be played. Watch the room fill with tension. Will anyone have the balls to just turn it off ?
4. At a silent disco. Admittedly it will be a very private joke but you can imagine everyone else dancing to the crazed sounds going in your ears and I reckon that would be pretty funny.
Oh, you have to download it first obviously, which you can do for free here
http://www.archive.org/details/Bbblood-DestroyShatterStunIntoxicate
http://radiofreemidwich.wordpress.com/2012/02/17/wired-for-sound-part-21-bbblood-destroy-shatter-stun-intoxicate/
I don’t know about you, but sometimes I get in a mood where the only flavour of crisps I want to eat is ALL-OUT FUCKING NOISE flavour. Now, this doesn’t happen often and one packet will usually suffice, but the craving, when it comes, is irresistible.
The last time I felt the urge I decided to look for something new to me and not just rely on old favourites or the teetering review pile. A drift around the Bang the Bore forum revealed much praise for BBBlood. This turns out to be the stage name of London-based noise-artist Paul Watson, who has been at this game long enough to make me feel guilty for not knowing his work already. There is a new tape (a split with Tinnitustimulus of Philadelphia) which I will be getting my grubby mitts on forthwith but the release above, and the subject of this review, came out in a tiny edition around a year ago. It is now available as a free download at archive.org – see downloads page of the BBBlood blog for a link.
What you get for your efforts are two ten-minute long, immensely satisfying tracks of unabashed noise, rich and varied in texture, fearless in attack and best enjoyed at a volume so loud it makes you feel nauseous. Imagine a factory: not the white, cornerless gleam of an Intel advert but a dark satanic mill full of giant machines powered by arcing, fuzzing electricity and smoking, acrid diesel – the former always threatening to ignite the latter.
One of these machines has a huge funnel at one end into which car tyres, electrical appliances – anything really – are dumped and mashed. At the other end pipes and ropes made from this material are extruded with the force and speed of toothpaste shot from a stamped on tube. This mechanism produces a brain-loosening racket of deep-bass digestive rumbles and flatulent groans. It is overlaid by an ear-splitting clamour of juddering roars and splintering, grating screeches.
This hits the spot, man. Download here.
http://www.racket-zine.co.uk/reviews-bbblood_destroyshatterstunintoxicate.html
I wasn't one of the lucky ten to snag the tape, so I've settled for a download from the man himself. Sure, it's out of print, but it's worth a few words anyway.
With a mountain of releases under his belt, BBBlood probably isn't a stranger to many keeping tabs on the UK noise circuit. It's a horrible sounding word, but he sure is reliable. That's not to say BBBlood is banging out the same sound time and time again, rather that he has set himself a benchmark of quality; Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate is no exception to this statement, Syrtis Major beginning as a crisp stutter before rather suddenly expanding into layers of tight scraping static textures. Before you know it, it's over.
Track two is the title track and begins more reserved with an almost liquid-sounding undercurrent; whilst again it seems to fill itself out along the way, the overall tone of it is one that suggests some kind of starving, the noise itching to rip your ears off but the Baron at all times keeping a tight rein over it. The track doesn't seem to whistle by in the same way it's counterpart on side A does, but it doesn't feel like it outstays its welcome either. At the final two minute mark the lid seems to come off, making way for a dense and rich pummelling before coming to an end in a similar style of sharp spiking static as the tape begins. Brilliant, let's go again.
Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate is yet another successful notch for BBBlood, proving that when balanced properly quality and quantity can walk hand in hand.
Go get it here.
http://radiofreemidwich.wordpress.com/2012/02/17/wired-for-sound-part-21-bbblood-destroy-shatter-stun-intoxicate/
(Editor’s note: this is the first in a series of shortish reviews written to catch up with a backlog of terrific new stuff.)
I don’t know about you, but sometimes I get in a mood where the only flavour of crisps I want to eat is ALL-OUT FUCKING NOISE flavour. Now, this doesn’t happen often and one packet will usually suffice, but the craving, when it comes, is irresistible.
The last time I felt the urge I decided to look for something new to me and not just rely on old favourites or the teetering review pile. A drift around the Bang the Bore forum revealed much praise for BBBlood. This turns out to be the stage name of London-based noise-artist Paul Watson, who has been at this game long enough to make me feel guilty for not knowing his work already. There is a new tape (a split with Tinnitustimulus of Philadelphia) which I will be getting my grubby mitts on forthwith but the release above, and the subject of this review, came out in a tiny edition around a year ago. It is now available as a free download at archive.org – see downloads page of the BBBlood blog for a link.
What you get for your efforts are two ten-minute long, immensely satisfying tracks of unabashed noise, rich and varied in texture, fearless in attack and best enjoyed at a volume so loud it makes you feel nauseous. Imagine a factory: not the white, cornerless gleam of an Intel advert but a dark satanic mill full of giant machines powered by arcing, fuzzing electricity and smoking, acrid diesel – the former always threatening to ignite the latter.
One of these machines has a huge funnel at one end into which car tyres, electrical appliances – anything really – are dumped and mashed. At the other end pipes and ropes made from this material are extruded with the force and speed of toothpaste shot from a stamped on tube. This mechanism produces a brain-loosening racket of deep-bass digestive rumbles and flatulent groans. It is overlaid by an ear-splitting clamour of juddering roars and splintering, grating screeches.
This hits the spot, man. Download here.
http://www.racket-zine.co.uk/reviews-bbblood_destroyshatterstunintoxicate.html
I wasn't one of the lucky ten to snag the tape, so I've settled for a download from the man himself. Sure, it's out of print, but it's worth a few words anyway.
With a mountain of releases under his belt, BBBlood probably isn't a stranger to many keeping tabs on the UK noise circuit. It's a horrible sounding word, but he sure is reliable. That's not to say BBBlood is banging out the same sound time and time again, rather that he has set himself a benchmark of quality; Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate is no exception to this statement, Syrtis Major beginning as a crisp stutter before rather suddenly expanding into layers of tight scraping static textures. Before you know it, it's over.
Track two is the title track and begins more reserved with an almost liquid-sounding undercurrent; whilst again it seems to fill itself out along the way, the overall tone of it is one that suggests some kind of starving, the noise itching to rip your ears off but the Baron at all times keeping a tight rein over it. The track doesn't seem to whistle by in the same way it's counterpart on side A does, but it doesn't feel like it outstays its welcome either. At the final two minute mark the lid seems to come off, making way for a dense and rich pummelling before coming to an end in a similar style of sharp spiking static as the tape begins. Brilliant, let's go again.
Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate is yet another successful notch for BBBlood, proving that when balanced properly quality and quantity can walk hand in hand.
Go get it here.
Many moons ago I did a review of Stuntcock ... vs The Sontaran Experiment (http://sittingnow.co.uk/2009/05/10/stuntcock-vs-the-sontaran-experiment/) where I ejaculated my brain glands all over your greedy faces concerning the finer points of what does and does not constitute noise music. Now while Stuntcock and BBBlood may not sound anything alike to me, they do both operate in the same field of “music”, and both leave the average fan of melodies and such completely aghast. So rather than try and do an intellectual dissection of the fantastically named “Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate”, I am going to imagine some hilarious times and places to listen to this BBBBlood EP for you, dear readers, to try.
1.Through a mobile phone whilst sat on the back seat of a bus, whilst wearing a heavily stained raincoat and bottle top glasses, while staring at people who are much larger and clearly more violent than you.
2.So you pulled some fit male / female and managed to get them back to yours ? Pop on the BBBlood EP and when they pull faces make out that you have no idea what the problem could possibly be. Then when they try to leave throw them in a cellar with the others.
3.At a funeral. Not your own but someones. It would be interesting to make out that it was such and such’s last request that the whole thing be played. Watch the room fill with tension. Will anyone have the balls to just turn it off ?
4. At a silent disco. Admittedly it will be a very private joke but you can imagine everyone else dancing to the crazed sounds going in your ears and I reckon that would be pretty funny.
Oh, you have to download it first obviously, which you can do for free here
http://www.archive.org/details/Bbblood-DestroyShatterStunIntoxicate
http://radiofreemidwich.wordpress.com/2012/02/17/wired-for-sound-part-21-bbblood-destroy-shatter-stun-intoxicate/
I don’t know about you, but sometimes I get in a mood where the only flavour of crisps I want to eat is ALL-OUT FUCKING NOISE flavour. Now, this doesn’t happen often and one packet will usually suffice, but the craving, when it comes, is irresistible.
The last time I felt the urge I decided to look for something new to me and not just rely on old favourites or the teetering review pile. A drift around the Bang the Bore forum revealed much praise for BBBlood. This turns out to be the stage name of London-based noise-artist Paul Watson, who has been at this game long enough to make me feel guilty for not knowing his work already. There is a new tape (a split with Tinnitustimulus of Philadelphia) which I will be getting my grubby mitts on forthwith but the release above, and the subject of this review, came out in a tiny edition around a year ago. It is now available as a free download at archive.org – see downloads page of the BBBlood blog for a link.
What you get for your efforts are two ten-minute long, immensely satisfying tracks of unabashed noise, rich and varied in texture, fearless in attack and best enjoyed at a volume so loud it makes you feel nauseous. Imagine a factory: not the white, cornerless gleam of an Intel advert but a dark satanic mill full of giant machines powered by arcing, fuzzing electricity and smoking, acrid diesel – the former always threatening to ignite the latter.
One of these machines has a huge funnel at one end into which car tyres, electrical appliances – anything really – are dumped and mashed. At the other end pipes and ropes made from this material are extruded with the force and speed of toothpaste shot from a stamped on tube. This mechanism produces a brain-loosening racket of deep-bass digestive rumbles and flatulent groans. It is overlaid by an ear-splitting clamour of juddering roars and splintering, grating screeches.
This hits the spot, man. Download here.
http://www.racket-zine.co.uk/reviews-bbblood_destroyshatterstunintoxicate.html
I wasn't one of the lucky ten to snag the tape, so I've settled for a download from the man himself. Sure, it's out of print, but it's worth a few words anyway.
With a mountain of releases under his belt, BBBlood probably isn't a stranger to many keeping tabs on the UK noise circuit. It's a horrible sounding word, but he sure is reliable. That's not to say BBBlood is banging out the same sound time and time again, rather that he has set himself a benchmark of quality; Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate is no exception to this statement, Syrtis Major beginning as a crisp stutter before rather suddenly expanding into layers of tight scraping static textures. Before you know it, it's over.
Track two is the title track and begins more reserved with an almost liquid-sounding undercurrent; whilst again it seems to fill itself out along the way, the overall tone of it is one that suggests some kind of starving, the noise itching to rip your ears off but the Baron at all times keeping a tight rein over it. The track doesn't seem to whistle by in the same way it's counterpart on side A does, but it doesn't feel like it outstays its welcome either. At the final two minute mark the lid seems to come off, making way for a dense and rich pummelling before coming to an end in a similar style of sharp spiking static as the tape begins. Brilliant, let's go again.
Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate is yet another successful notch for BBBlood, proving that when balanced properly quality and quantity can walk hand in hand.
Go get it here.
http://radiofreemidwich.wordpress.com/2012/02/17/wired-for-sound-part-21-bbblood-destroy-shatter-stun-intoxicate/
(Editor’s note: this is the first in a series of shortish reviews written to catch up with a backlog of terrific new stuff.)
I don’t know about you, but sometimes I get in a mood where the only flavour of crisps I want to eat is ALL-OUT FUCKING NOISE flavour. Now, this doesn’t happen often and one packet will usually suffice, but the craving, when it comes, is irresistible.
The last time I felt the urge I decided to look for something new to me and not just rely on old favourites or the teetering review pile. A drift around the Bang the Bore forum revealed much praise for BBBlood. This turns out to be the stage name of London-based noise-artist Paul Watson, who has been at this game long enough to make me feel guilty for not knowing his work already. There is a new tape (a split with Tinnitustimulus of Philadelphia) which I will be getting my grubby mitts on forthwith but the release above, and the subject of this review, came out in a tiny edition around a year ago. It is now available as a free download at archive.org – see downloads page of the BBBlood blog for a link.
What you get for your efforts are two ten-minute long, immensely satisfying tracks of unabashed noise, rich and varied in texture, fearless in attack and best enjoyed at a volume so loud it makes you feel nauseous. Imagine a factory: not the white, cornerless gleam of an Intel advert but a dark satanic mill full of giant machines powered by arcing, fuzzing electricity and smoking, acrid diesel – the former always threatening to ignite the latter.
One of these machines has a huge funnel at one end into which car tyres, electrical appliances – anything really – are dumped and mashed. At the other end pipes and ropes made from this material are extruded with the force and speed of toothpaste shot from a stamped on tube. This mechanism produces a brain-loosening racket of deep-bass digestive rumbles and flatulent groans. It is overlaid by an ear-splitting clamour of juddering roars and splintering, grating screeches.
This hits the spot, man. Download here.
http://www.racket-zine.co.uk/reviews-bbblood_destroyshatterstunintoxicate.html
I wasn't one of the lucky ten to snag the tape, so I've settled for a download from the man himself. Sure, it's out of print, but it's worth a few words anyway.
With a mountain of releases under his belt, BBBlood probably isn't a stranger to many keeping tabs on the UK noise circuit. It's a horrible sounding word, but he sure is reliable. That's not to say BBBlood is banging out the same sound time and time again, rather that he has set himself a benchmark of quality; Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate is no exception to this statement, Syrtis Major beginning as a crisp stutter before rather suddenly expanding into layers of tight scraping static textures. Before you know it, it's over.
Track two is the title track and begins more reserved with an almost liquid-sounding undercurrent; whilst again it seems to fill itself out along the way, the overall tone of it is one that suggests some kind of starving, the noise itching to rip your ears off but the Baron at all times keeping a tight rein over it. The track doesn't seem to whistle by in the same way it's counterpart on side A does, but it doesn't feel like it outstays its welcome either. At the final two minute mark the lid seems to come off, making way for a dense and rich pummelling before coming to an end in a similar style of sharp spiking static as the tape begins. Brilliant, let's go again.
Destroy, Shatter, Stun, Intoxicate is yet another successful notch for BBBlood, proving that when balanced properly quality and quantity can walk hand in hand.
Go get it here.
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